Used Profanity Novels & Stories

Her voice sounded weak even to her own ears. They kept walking and the crowd pushed them forward. Juliet's mind raced. That one look from across the hallway left her breathless and aching. She pressed her thighs together as she walked, trying to ignore the warmth still spreading through her. More students passed and two guys in hoodies talked loudly. One said, "Did you hear about the new Literature professor? Knight, right?" The other laughed. "Yeah, people are saying he ruined his last university over a woman. Some student things. Got too close and everything blew up."

*We could talk after class? Was that a question, a request, or a demand? Either way, I wasn't up for that. I crumpled up the paper, fixing my gaze back on the professor. He slid another down my shoulder. *I promise I don't bite* Nah, you just fuck and dump. Geez. Mum's gonna kill me if she knows I say nasty words like fuck. I crumpled it up again. I felt him sliding down another and I just couldn't take it anymore.

Elliott's eyes got darker as he wrapped his hand around it in a possessive way. Rough strokes, thumb circling the head, and smearing pre-cum. "Beg like a good slut." "Please, Professor, fuck me." Raw. Break me. Words split out, mixing shame with need. He let go of his own cock. It was huge, veined, and heavy, and it curved up with a bead of pre-cum at the tip. He slapped it against my ass cheeks, making a wet sound that echoed. Then he put it in my entrance.

I can't get an answer. ""What do you mean you knew it?"" ""Go back to your work now, you filthy!"" ""What the f*ck?"" I accidentally said that word without thingking. It's not intentional! He smiled after I made a mistake for saying that kind of word. I cant believe it, I dont know why my mouth ruin our conversation. ""I-Im so sorry, I felt dizzy that's why I'm out of myself."" ""Don't worry, I'd understand. So, now go back to your work or else do you want to get fired, Slut?""

“You must be happy about the good news, thinking you’re in the clear now.” “What do you want from me, Roman? Are you not tired?” “I don’t want anything from you. After all, your pussy must be loose from our professor fucking you.” I gritted my teeth at his insult even if I wasn’t surprised by it. Turn down a man and they resort to slut shaming you. It was nothing new. “If you have nothing to say, I’m going to end the call now.” “It’s fine. You can end the call. I just wanted to check up on you and see how you’re doing. See you on Monday.”

I said. The idea was tempting though. I had so much locked inside and it wouldn’t be bad to scream it all out no matter how dark, disturbing and filthy the profanities will be when they leave my lips. “Oh, c’mon! It’s going to be a real game changer to hear you cuss someone. I think you’ll look cute saying something like ‘you piece of shit!” I got defensive. I wasn’t cute, I didn’t want to be. “No I won’t!”

His body swung away from the bark, revealing the red skinned boy wearing a deep scowl on his face. "-Hit." He sucked in a breath through the cracks of his teeth. "Bitch. You're a fat, fucking bitch! I can never go out again after this! Drivel piss cunt, ass sucking, toe licking bitch!" V spat an array of profanities endlessly, expressing his pitless anger and hatred for the man carrying him.

I hope to never see him again. Yer here I was making all kinds of noise ranging from scoffing to swearing with every paragraph I read, each word burning into my brain with the idiocracy of this pack. According to the LONG ass list of rules neatly outlined , swearing from females was one of the big no no's here and was a punishable offensive. I can have a filthy mouth even at the best of times and this is going to be tough on me to hold back. My mom would have kicked my ass if she heard some of the shit that came out of my mouth since I left for college, my vocabulary includes words in English and Spanish that would make a sailor's ears burn. I can easily lose it when I'm pissed and this plac

The first had nothing apart from a pistol that had a silencer on the tip. I looked through all the drawers and there was nothing in relation to what I was looking for. “Fuck!” I uttered profanity and stood up from the floor with sweat marred on my face. I turned to leave and I banged my right leg on the bed frame. “Jesus fucking Christ!” I cussed and gritted my teeth in pain. It was so painful. It was my big right toe precisely.

—Heck, even if she was bald, she would still be slaying it. Although, the thought of her being bald never crossed Shawn's mind. “But we had a deal,” He whined, throwing his head back like a kid. “It's getting late, I want to go now!” He added throwing his arms furiously. Staying with her family's path, Sabrina had met a few men in the business world that acts exactly like this. Men known as “Professionals” who Groans, complains, and whines when others fail to give them what they wanted.